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A question came in from N’n, and my reply was so long I decided I’d better post it as a blog!

“If you saw your cat which is dead, can I ask, do the dead reincarnate, to your knowledge? As in, my Mother died (you’d know) when I was six. Is her spirit entirely gone? Where to? Reincarnation? Is there REALLY another world, of the billions of spirits that have died before us – BILLIONS? Do you know or have an opinion on this?

I once met a man who told me that to connect with my Mother, be alone & holding a photograph of her, stare between her eyes – that part on your forehead between the eyes – and believe she will come. He then warned me not to be scared. I did try it, but I didn’t achieve anything. I’d love to know whether you’ve heard of this method/is it workable?

Sorry so many questions – just, I’ve really never heard of anyone so in touch. So only respond if you are inclined to.”

Hi, N’n (and everyone else!)! Never apologize for questions, for how else would we learn? ‘Course, being curious and questioning got Brian (and me!) in trouble more than once, but…later for that!

I’m not sure if the gifts just “snap on” one day; I had believed it took a trauma to open a person, but my kids didn’t have anything like that going on in their childhoods, and as I studied, I met people who had had lovely childhoods without trauma or abuse and they were very psychic. In the case of my kids, I think they were seeing and knowing things long before the day Brian realized he was actually seeing his teacher’s aura. They grew up around it, around me (and my friends), grew up in places that had spirits around, and we had a ball connecting with Nature – so, I think, for them, it was always “on.” They just didn’t realize it until their teens – maybe because to smaller children, all this is normal.

My own belief system is very open, very fluid, because I do workings and aid for people of any belief system or religion. It doesn’t matter what you believe, as long you have Faith in Something. The best explanation I ever heard was that we are all climbing a Mountain. We are all taking different Paths to reach the Top of the Mountain, but there is only ONE TOP to the Mountain – it’s all One Source; we just give It different Names.

However, my personal experiences, and in working with others, is that Death here is merely a Door to another existence. Sometimes, we come back here, to try again, and learn the lessons we missed or failed at before. For others, they move on to another dimension or world or existence – and not necessarily as a human. Some want to rest, be at peace, never to have to fight, live or learn as a flesh being ever again – so they remain in the joining of the Divine, enjoying the experiences of others without needing to go through those lives again. (Sorry so wordy; it’s difficult to describe!)

That’s why true ghosts are actually pretty rare – they don’t hang out here, they have lots more to do, places to be, things to experience! When they do stay, it’s usually because they are confused and lost, and just need a nudge to journey on. What most people think are ghosts are actually residual energy signatures – strong emotions or imprints – left behind; the actual soul has moved on. Like a clip from a home movie, relooping over and over. It isn’t the person, just an image (or “ghost”…heh, pun intended!) of them.

So, yes, in my opinion, there ARE other worlds, where we go and live, or come back here – the dimensions really aren’t that far apart. Sometimes, I see those other worlds from the corner of my eye, barely hearing them, seeing people moving around, working, playing, living…I think they all connect somehow, but it takes a lot of energy to actually visit there when your flesh is in THIS world!

Reincarnation? Each person’s idea of Heaven? Possibly; it may just be that we flow along through these worlds, living and learning, maybe stopping back here in this dimension if we need or want to.

Do I believe in a Hell? No. I have felt the Divine Presence, been held in that Loving Embrace, and know that the Divine Parent – who is the Perfect, Loving Parent – would Never condemn His/Her Children to eternal pain and damnation. Even when blistering angry with us, our Great Parent still Loves and would never harm us for eternity. We might go through a trial to learn our lesson, but never for eternity – the Divine always welcomes us back into His/Her Arms.

No, Hell (and rigid religion) is a creation of human men to control and subjugate the actions and minds of many people as quickly as possible. “Do that and you will burn forever! Obey me, follow me and my rules, and I might get God, Allah, Frank, on your side to save you!” Pfft…. Our souls don’t need saving, for we are always Loved, no matter what we are or what we do.

Some people would have us believe that suicides are eternally damned. Nope, been there, met that, and that soul is happily learning his lessons, in a new life, in another Place. I only had one reassuring contact from him and at the end, I could see the Door he was shimmering off to – very lovely place, lots of gold and green… Will he ever come back here or contact me or us again? I don’t know, but I do know he isn’t suffering somewhere.

Same with my father. He had many lessons he had to learn, but in his case, I can sense he’s going to be learning them here, in this dimension. One brief contact, then nothing more. It’s like they need to break from us to move forward.

Mind you, when I speak of contact, they aren’t spirits/ghosts. These are brief visits of their souls, either sent to me/us in trance or dream, reassurances that all is well, so let go, for they must move on.

Even the animals – like my cats – only stick around for a short time, just a visit, and then, onward they go to the new Life and more experiences! The one cat, Dodger, in fact, became impatient with my grieving. He basically urged me to let go, that he wouldn’t be visiting anymore – oh, not in words, but in the whole sensation of his essence, his soul kinda said, “Leave off, woman. I’ve places to be, things to do. You’ll be fine. Buh-bye!”

In the case of your mother, N’n, her spirit, her soul, isn’t gone (you can’t destroy the soul, it just moves and grows as it needs to); she’s most likely moved forward in her Journey. And because of the circumstances of her life and death here, yes, most likely to a different dimension since this one wasn’t a good fit for her.

You may be able to contact her and have a brief visit. (Maybe, since reaching a soul who has exited our world like your mother and my son-in-law did is difficult because they move quickly to the next dimension life, or they are very busy learning the lessons they couldn’t grasp while in flesh.) But I think you can still try.

The gentleman who tried to help you was close, but not specific enough. The space between the eyes and just slightly above them is called the Third Eye. It is the seat of Intuitive Sight, an opening, if you will, to seeing what is unseen, to seeing what is Beyond. The meditation he gave you isn’t quite what you needed. It assumed she was around and would be looking for you.

In fact, she’s kinda busy, so you’re going to have to be more pro-active. Hold the photograph, but instead of focusing on her Third Eye, focus your own. Visualize an Eye there, blinking open in your own forehead, seeing past the photograph to your mother’s soul. Touch your dominant (the hand you write with) index finger to the photo, caress your mum’s face, trace her features, send her your love, and call to her. Ask her to come say hi, to just visit for a moment. Assure her that if she can’t come right then, she can visit you in a dream, that she can visit any time, that your love will always be there for her. (These particular souls have been so bruised, they need to know we still love them, no matter what happened here while they were flesh.)

Then, sit quietly, remembering good times with her, watching her photo, just relax, don’t TRY to see anything, just flow into the picture of her, pretend she’s right there….
And if she can, she’ll give you something – a scent; a brief brush of touch on part of your body; a breeze when there should be no breeze; a slight whisper of sound, barely heard, that might be your name; goosebumps along your flesh… Use every one of your senses, because our physical eyes are usually the last sense to notice anything.

Yes, lovie, it can happen. This method can work, now that you have the full specifics of the meditation. And if it doesn’t work during the meditation, then go to sleep that night, thinking of her, tucking the photo under your pillow, reminding her that she can visit your dreams. We are most free in our dreams, where our rational mind can’t jump up and down, shouting to us that it’s not possible or not real.